filling

today, i eat sadness like honeydew gone bad
hoveling soft bites in greedy breaths
its too-ripe flesh pressing against my tongue
tasting of bitter dream &
fresh laundry
but as with a sip of air
it leaves me hungrier
my belly a broken promise
the past an unfinished meal

tomorrow, i’ll pet love like a calico
feel its lovely fur against bitten fingers
a tail curled around my embrace
i’ll coax it to sleep with a prayer
hoping for us to

Sophie Lin is a writer from the Midwest who enjoys creating no matter the medium. Her work has been recognized by the Scholastic Art & Writing Awards and JUST POETRY, among others. She loves a good rainy night and despises tapioca pearls stuck at the bottom of a boba tea.